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LonelinessJust when you think things are going well,Loneliness by ~jcrad571
Your life becomes a living hell.
You dream of a life well shared,
To live your days loved and paired.
But every time you stop to listen,
Your eyes begin to glisten.
For when you hear,
Your heart calls forth a tear.
This sound meant once joy,
It finds you quite coy.
The sweet soft mellow tone,
Has become a sepulchral moan.
For now, every wedding bell,
Soon becomes a requiem knell.
Plea to AmericaTo my fellow Americans,Plea to America by ~jcrad571
We came from where, again?
Was it from slobs drinking beer?
Not even willing to shed a tear?
How have we traveled here?
Think back to your education,
To those great men who founded our nation.
How stricken they'd be with grief and frustration!
Did they just sit by being complacent?
To my great disdain,
I must face the pain,
Ever since 1960,
We've grown quite ditsy.
No! Stop! Do not pity!
We must choose to be witty!
With praise of ignorance,
With joy in arrogance,
But scold of intelligence,
It has come to be,
That we have lost our dignity.
Come my adored nation!
'Tis our time to re-awaken!
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L'amour IndiciblesTo my dear Camille,L'amour Indicibles by ~jcrad571
To you, I understand, I must be some undesirable creep. But to me, you are to me, what the sun is to the frozen earth. You bring happiness and warmth to a cold heart, which has only known darkness and loveless hate; A warm beckoning glow in the dead of winter in the darkest of night. You gave me a gift, which is above all others, love. Love which I felt, however, the feeling was not mutual. Even though I knew that you did not feel the same, it gave me hope; some way to carry through the black mist that is life. You gave me a reason to wake up, to keep going forward. But, I could not leave it at that, as it is my nature.
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